Chapter 450 Have You Not Taken Medicine?

Grandma's heart was filled with excitement. It didn't matter. Ning Qing was her granddaughter. With her around, the entire Zhou family would be her support. The Lu family would never let her precious granddaughter suffer any loss.

Who was Song Yajing? When Song Yajing entered the Lu family's gate, she knelt down in front of her and offered her tea, calling her "Mrs. Zhou".

Also, she knew Zhou Zhilei's thoughts about Lu Shaoming. She snorted coldly. That was just a fantasy. Shaoming had a good eye. He knew the difference between genuine and fake goods.

He probably didn't know that his wife was the granddaughter that the Zhou family had been looking for for 40 years...

No, when she got home, she would drive Zhou Zhilei away. As a grandmother, she would make all those who displeased her precious granddaughter disappear.

Also, what was the name of this delicate baby... Lu Jinwen...

Her great-grandson?

Grandma smiled from ear to ear. So cute! So good looking! This little Jinwen has the excellent genes of the Zhou and Lu families, and he is excellent in every way.

Grandma looked at Yue Wanqing, and her turbid eyes flashed with unprecedented joy, "Wanqing, I heard that your daughter... won the championship in the Zhou Red Wine Competition a few days ago. She is very fond of red wine..."

"Grandma, Qingqing is like me, and has a genetic talent for red wine. Sometimes I even doubt whether my biological parents are winemakers." Yue Wanqing joked.

Grandma nodded in her heart, silly Doudou, your biological parents are not only winemakers, but also run a winery.

Grandma is proud that her Doudou has been away from her for 40 years, but this talent for red wine has not been lost, and it has been passed on to her granddaughter.

Although Doudou's father didn't say it, he always regretted that there was no suitable successor to the Zhou Family Winery.

Now, who is the successor?

The successor of the Zhou Family Winery must be Ning Qing.

Grandma was happy. For 40 years, she was depressed and sick, and never dared to think that her Doudou could live so well without her.

She was relieved.

For a mother, all the suffering she had endured was insignificant, as long as Doudou lived well, she was fine.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Ning Zhengguo stood by the door. He had just washed dishes in the kitchen, and his rolled-up sleeves were not yet untied. He looked at Yue Wanqing, and hesitated to speak, "Wanqing, it's getting late now, go and clean up a guest room, and help grandma wash up later, so that grandma can rest early."

Yue Wanqing listened and looked at grandma, "Grandma, your legs are not convenient, how about I sleep with you tonight."

So grandma noticed that Ning Zhengguo's face stagnated.

Grandma smiled and waved her hand, "No need, we are under the roof, and I will need your husband's help tomorrow. I can't offend your husband."

Yue Wanqing was stunned, and then she understood the meaning of Ning Zhengguo's urging just now. Her face turned red, "Grandma, you are laughing at us, we are an old couple."

Ning Zhengguo was embarrassed, he touched his head and smiled, "Grandma, Wanqing was not at home yesterday, she went to the orphanage, I want to know the details of the orphanage, I have something to say to her in the evening, so..."

Grandma smiled in her heart, what details, the situation is that you married the only daughter of Zhou Heng, the world's winery king, a glory.

"Okay, don't explain, I understand."

Ning Zhengguo didn't explain, the more he explained, the darker it was. He came to push the wheelchair, Yue Wanqing went to clean up the room, and the two helped grandma to sleep before leaving.

Grandma was lying on the bed. In fact, she didn't want to sleep with her Doudou, but she was afraid that she couldn't help it and would say it out.

She didn't know if Doudou could accept her, she didn't know if Doudou believed her?

Tomorrow morning, she will contact Doudou's father first. She will come to recognize her after she gets the evidence and the token. She will open the door of Zhou's family and welcome Doudou in. She will announce it to the world.

Jian Han sat in the airport hall. She went back to her apartment when she arrived in T City. The suitcase was prepared two days ago, as well as the passport and plane ticket.

The broadcast beside her ear was ringing, "Attention, all passengers, the T-21 flight to Singapore has started checking in. Please go to..."

Jian Han stood up, holding the suitcase in her right hand, she turned her head and took a last look at the airport hall. T City, goodbye forever.

She will never come back again.

Her heart was broken.

However, she was still looking for him. At the empty hall door, she still wanted to see the man for the last time.

But he didn't show up.

Jian Han retracted her gaze, turned around, and walked towards the ticket gate.

At this time, "Jian Han", a voice called her.

Jian Han froze, and a look of joy flashed in her eyes, but this joy quickly dimmed. She could distinguish the voice of that person. It was not him, but Tang Fan.

Jian Han turned around.

Tang Fan was standing behind her, holding a suitcase in his hand, "Jian Han, let's go, I'll go back to Singapore with you."

Jian Han frowned and said, "Tang Fan, I have told you very clearly, don't go back to Singapore with me, and don't waste time on me anymore. You are the only son of the Tang family now. Mr. Tang will not accept me, and I, can't accept you. Thank you very much for your company over the years. I don't want to hurt you, so Tang Fan, let go."

Tang Fan put down the suitcase and took two steps forward. He reached out and hugged Jian Han in his arms, lowered his eyes and kissed her hair, "Jian Han, I won't force you. We are still the same as before, just friends... You are so thin, you don't even weigh anything in my arms. You are pregnant now, how can I let you leave alone?"

"Tang Fan," being held by him, Jian Han reached out to push him and struggled slightly, "let me go first, I..."

Before he finished speaking, a cold and biting voice sounded in his ears, "What are you doing?"

Jian Han looked sideways and her pupils shrank, Zhou Dayuan was here.

The man was still wearing the thin blue sweater from yesterday, and the trousers with flowing lines were wrinkled due to the bumps day and night. He must have arrived in a hurry. Even when he stopped, he still had a clear and cold breath, and a bit of wind dust. Servant.

He stood upright, holding the car keys with two fingers on one hand and clenching the other hand tightly into a fist. He stared at her.

Jian Han panicked, put her two small hands on Tang Fan's chest, and pushed it away fiercely. She wanted to explain, but she lowered her head in his fierce and cold eyes.

At this time Tang Fan stood up and said, "Zhou Dayuan, you came just in time. Jian Han and I are preparing to return to Singapore. Are you here to say goodbye... um..."

Jian Han realized that the sound was wrong. When she looked up, she saw two bodyguards in black covering Tang Fan's mouth and dragging Tang Fan down.

Jian Han was startled and quickly chased after him, "Tang Fan...Tang..."

Her wrist was caught by a big palm.

"Jian Han, where are you going? How do you qualify to take my son and run away with another man?" The man's voice was filled with suppressed anger, and even more... hoarse.

Only then did Jian Han realize that his big hand on her wrist had taken her pulse.

Jian Han's beauty turned pale. She pulled her hand back hard, but her steps staggered and she took several steps back. It turned out that her reaction was too extreme and he didn't use any force on her wrist.

Jian Han was stunned. Last night he held her wrist and wanted to crush her, but now he didn't use any force... Was he afraid... of hurting her?

He actually knew she was pregnant.

Jian Han shook his head and said in a soft voice, "Zhou Dayuan, go away and don't touch me... The child in my belly has nothing to do with you. He is between me and..."

"Jian Han!" Zhou Dayuan suppressed his voice. Seeing how stupid she looked when she was knocked down by a gust of wind, she was so afraid of him that her whole body was shaking. His clear and beautiful eyebrows were full of anger and distress, "How dare you say the next thing? Exit, your son is listening!"

Jian Han stopped talking and put a small hand on her flat belly. Baby, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my mother was too anxious just now. She shouldn't have said that.

Whose child you are is the child of whomever you are. No one can deprive you of your right to be born upright. Your surname is Zhou.

Jian Han felt so painful in her heart, the embarrassment of being exposed by him, the grievances and depression of these days, and the guilt for the baby... The tip of her nose felt sore, and the crystal tears fell down.

She knew that she was useless, that he didn't want her anymore, and that she should prove to him that she was living a better life, but all she could do was cry.

In front of him, she would just cry.

She lowered her head, and a pair of white handmade leather shoes appeared in her eyes dimmed by tears. The man stood in front of her and asked her, "You are exactly 4 weeks pregnant. The date was before I went on a business trip that day. Did I see it?" You bought pregnancy pills, but haven’t you taken them yet?”

The man has superb medical skills, a master's degree in both Chinese and Western medicine, and has just taken his pulse. What else can escape his eyes?

Jian Han nodded and said while crying, "I just...went into the drugstore...but didn't buy anything..."

She said she didn't buy any medicine.

Zhou Dayuan looked at the woman in front of him. He felt that his heart was lightly scratched by a feather, and then rippled in circles. She cried so hard, and her weak shoulders trembled helplessly. They didn't dare to look up at him, leaving their little black heads for him to see.

Sometimes she really makes him love and hate her so much that he can't stop.

It was this woman who silently endured the slutty seeds he poured into her again and again, and today she was pregnant with a son for him.

his son!

Zhou Dayuan stretched out his right hand and gently scraped the tears on her cheek with his index finger, "Stop crying, eh? Pregnant women should not cry. Your bad mood will affect the baby's normal physical development."

Jian Han knew this, but she couldn't stop crying because he bullied her.

He bullied her like this.

She still doesn't know the reason why he got angry and quarreled with her that day.

She was also baffled.

At this moment, there was warmth on her shoulders, and she was hugged into a warm and broad embrace. Her silky hair was woven between the man's fingertips, and the tears on her face were kissed away by him one by one, "So "You didn't hate me last night, you just felt pregnant and wanted to vomit?"

Jian Han's long eyelashes like cattails trembled in panic. The man's handsome and gentle face was so close. He was afraid that she would vomit, so he didn't dare to kiss her lips. He was also afraid that she wouldn't be able to accept the smell of him. He didn't even kiss her teardrops. Becoming cautious, she met his bright black eyes, which were full of tenderness.